Chapter 237: Flower Sacrifice

The woman in red who made people feel problematic didn't care what Lantian Nuonuo thought of her, she just said to herself: "In our Phantom Clan, dance is a pure existence, and it is the existence of communicating gods. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Besides, you'd love to pick the flowers here, right? Do you know why you can't pick it up? That's because of my existence, the flowers here are cultivated by me, they are all my treasures, as long as I exist, no one can touch them, how about it, do you like it? After learning the flower festival, the flowers you plant in the future will belong to you alone. ”

After speaking, the woman in red disappeared.

After the woman in red disappeared, Lantian Nuonuo took out the jade slip given to her by her father, looked at it carefully again, and looked at the words outside the icon - the test path of the Phantom Saintess.

Turning over and over, Lantian Nuonuo was depressed, and Yu Jian didn't write more words! I won't ask for too much detail, but at least let's talk about the rules. Taking the jade slip back, Lantian Nuonuo put the flowers that the woman in red gave her into a box and put them away.

Isn't the flower festival just a dance, since the woman in red can use dance to control flowers, if she can also do that, doesn't it mean that she has embarked on the path of the saint's test.

So, Lantian Nuonuo once again made the action of picking flowers, wanting to watch a dance. The flowers are plucked, the flowers disappear, and the flowers are still on the branches.

…… Why didn't the woman in red appear! Why is that?

This is really, really, fortunately, her memory is good, and she has memorized the dance movements in her mind, and after looking back, Lantian Nuonuo faced the majesty and moved stiffly.

At the end of the dance, looking at the swaying and trembling flowers, Lantian Nuonuo seemed to be able to feel the ridicule of the flowers.

Hmph, I don't understand words, so I should take it as encouragement. So Lantian Nuonuo made persistent efforts - when dancing, the body should be soft, and the movements should be coherent, and the steps should have a sense of rhythm.

After a day of jumping, Lantian Nuonuo fell on his back and was then submerged in the flowers.

At sunset, the setting sun dyes half of the sky red, and after the sea of flowers is crossed with a layer of gold, the whole world becomes warm.

The soft voice appears quietly, the feet dot the flower branches, the silk rotates, and the flowers dance. At this moment, Lantian Nuonuo seemed to hear the chanting of Baihua, and they were singing for the light sound.

I couldn't help but sit up, take out the flute, close my eyes and play.

The dance stops, the sound stops, not the dance moves with the sound, but the sound moves with the dance.

Popping, applause rang out, and the woman in red reappeared: "To be able to see Princess Lingyun's dance again, flowers are really a blessing." ”

"It's ridiculous, but Princess Lingyun is no longer there, and I'm called Qingyin now." "It's also a privilege to be able to patronize the Flower Girl's garden." ”

It turned out that the woman in red was a real person, she thought it was a shadow imprinted in the sea of flowers, Lantian Nuonuo supported her chin, blinked, and listened to the greetings between the two.

"No matter what your name is, I only recognize you as a person, let's have a dance, this is my long-cherished wish." The Lady in Red invited.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Respond softly.

"I'll accompani." Lantian Nuonuo happily recommended himself.

"Wait until your voice can infect two different species." The two men said in unison.

Disgusted, Lantian Nuonuo fell on his back again.

The sound of a chime, the tinkling of running water, the singing of birds,......, the sounds of nature seem to turn into a beautiful tune.

When Lantian Nuonuo stood up again, there was silence all around, and there was no figure.

His eyes swirled left and right, and on his left hand, the flowers withered rapidly, and after the flowers withered, Lantian Nuonuo seemed to feel that the earth was singing the Spiritual Hidden Divine Comedy. And on the right-hand side, the stone blossoms, the Divine Comedy passes by, and the sound disappears.

Since it's a dance, it's impossible for the dancers to go to sleep.

Lantian Nuonuo looked up, and sure enough, he saw the two people who were swaying. Every move of the two of them seems to affect the minds of all things, making them move with them.

Suddenly, the woman in red fell from the sky and said generously, "I lost." ”

A soft voice came out of the flowers: "Admit it." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the two disappeared.

"Lord Turtle, if you come and help me tutor, how can they decide whether they will win or lose." Lantian Nuonuo was puzzled.

"Because the dance steps of the red-clothed seniors are messed up." "They are all dancing a kind of dance, called Xinsheng, and the red-clothed seniors are messing up, so the flowers are withering." As for the light dance, it not only made the stone bloom, but also made the earth sing for the withered flowers, so it won. ”

I don't understand, Lantian Nuonuo is full of questions.

"In short, it's their dance, they can tickle the rules and make them work for themselves. If one person is influenced by another, then he loses. ”

"Oh, what are the rules, the light voice is just Jin Dan, how did she hook the rules?"

Kame-sama fell silent.

"Qingyin, you can solve everyone's doubts." Lantian Nuonuo Road.

"Since a spell can be released with mantras and fingering, it can naturally be released in the form of dance." A soft note wafted out of the willow leaf lyre.

"Oh, you're not dancing, you're fighting, and you're dancing. How did the light sound win against the other party? ”

"Under the same cultivation situation, I don't necessarily have to lose to anyone." Whisper smiled confidently.

"So, Qingyin must have been very powerful in the past, by the way, where is she hiding now?"

"Flowers, of course, live on top of flowers, every flower here may or may not be her."

"Yes," Lantian Nuonuo stared at a flower and asked, "Flower Ancestor, let me ask you a question, Flower Sacrifice Dance, since it is named Sacrifice, then why does it just let the flowers bloom, instead of letting the flowers tune?" ”

"Flowers bloom, life withers, dance to worship, naturally called flower sacrifice." The voice came out of nowhere, "Where you lie on your back, two hundred and twenty-two grasses have been broken, and more than one hundred and thirty-seven flowers have been damaged. ”

"I'll give you a jug of wine as compensation, okay?" (To be continued.) )